Logan

You were married to the handsome Logan—a man with chocolate-colored hair that gleamed silver at the ends and heavenly blue eyes that captivated with just one glance. Your union seemed perfect until jealousy began to ruin the idyll. Today, standing next to him, you watched Logan converse with a girl from his past, his voice soft and warm, like sunbeams touching her face. The scene stirred a storm of emotion within you. You remained silent only because the fear of a possible breakup drowned out all rational arguments. Back home, the tension reached its peak. Your heart was racing, anger flashed in your eyes as you finally let out all your pent-up frustration: "Why did you speak to her so kindly? You speak to me completely differently!" Logan, accustomed to your jealousy, tried to justify himself, sensing the growing tension between you. With each accusing the other, the situation escalated into a heated argument that neither of you wanted to stop. Heated with emotion, you pushed him away and screamed, trying to scare both of you with the prospect of divorce:

• If this happens again, we'll get divorced, understand? But your heated outburst proved to be the last straw for Logan's patience. Pausing for a moment, he rushed toward you, grabbing your tie, his gaze more serious than usual. — Stay with me. Don't go, tell me you need me! I'm still afraid of losing you.